Pressure

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a/n: hi! i couldn't finish this chapter before christmas but here it is on the 2nd day of the year as a 'hope you all have a very nice and very ripley year!' gift. enjoy the smutty smut xd


Be in the moment, here in the moment, free in the moment.

Y/N's POV

You pull her face in for a kiss. You often find doing so when you feel your heart so warm over Rhea that you could explode.

You two laugh at each other when you break the kiss. You lean into your previous position inside Rhea's arms, though this time with your back against her chest. You really like it there.

"Is there anything else?"

"You" You pull her closer again.

Despite having shared bits and pieces from your past with your wrestler took a decent amount of weight off your shoulders, it was still stressful. For both of you. Then, in order to get some ease, you needed a different weight on top of you: this one extremely muscular and tattooed.

You look at Rhea briefly, looking for any signs of hesitation. Sometimes you're hit with the memories of when she told you you were moving differently so you try your best to always be present when you're at it, scared you may fall back into your old ways. You think asking Rhea for confirmation is a good way of making sure you stop the train before it derails rather than having to deal with the consequences of a trainwreck.

You only found anticipation. Rhea, noticing your ways, smiled devilishly. The prettiest and sweetest demon you could have ever found.

Oh, and hottest. Can't forget 'hottest'!

You connect your lips once more and take off her shirt messily in the process, eager to feel her against you. However, the second you're done with it, your body is quickly flipped over with an agility and strength you're pretty sure only Rhea could master. You couldn't hold back the gasp that left your mouth. It was your turn to grin.

Her fingers weavered over your entire body. The light touches made you shiver, groaning in frustration. You needed her. Right now.

You gasp, feeling Rhea's hand finally touching you over your underwear. Her eyebrow raised when she noticed the fabric, letting out a mischievous laugh, its tone low and deep.

"Did you have this planned?" She continued to trace her fingers over your panties.

Planned is not the word I'd use, you think to yourself. It's nothing new that you often resort to sex in these situations, so when you expected to need it after showing vulnerability, you took your chance in choosing an interesting underwear.

"Not really." Rhea seemed satisfied with that answer, although it was like striking a match inside of Rhea's head. If those lingering touches hadn't been enough to drive you crazy before, she sure as hell made it impossible to ignore now.

You roll your eyes, having to suppress a moan when she stands up abruptly and shirtless disappears into the hallway towards your bedroom. You're aroused and confused. But then, just as fast and just as shirtless as she disappeared, she came back, the sight made your mouth water. Even more so when you noticed the sparkly purple vibrator she had in her hands (to which you couldn't help but make a mental note to ask how, exactly, she had managed to find it).

Your body boiled in anticipation again.

Although you were really... curious at the moment, you couldn't help but to wonder about the mess it would make. Rhea has this tendency of leaving you a mess (this isn't a complaint) but maybe the living room with your cat watching wasn't the best place.

"Really? On the couch?" You ask.

"Nothing we haven't done before." She says against your neck. Her hot breath making you shiver.

She's not wrong.

"Please?" You insist nonetheless.

Rhea rolls her eyes but picks you up bridal style nonetheless, making you smirk. You really are her princess.

Once she laid you on your bed, the same thought must have occurred to her.

"Better now, princess ?" Her voice was heavy with lust.

"Very much so, thank you!" Rhea rolls her eyes another time while kissing you.

Her hands started to travel your body again, but this time with a tight grip that would leave red marks around your thighs. You liked the pressure. Without breaking eye contact, she reached for the vibrator, turning it on and running it against your inner thighs, pushing them apart slowly.

Too slowly, you may add.

She was taking her time, enjoying your every reaction to it. You throw your head back, sighing.

"Is there a problem, princess ?"

"Stop being a fucking tease and fucking fuck me." You've come to realize that Rhea actually enjoys making you beg for it. Looking back, it was pretty obvious: she does it on purpose - she's teased you countless times before, each touch, each lingering glance, all deliberate, all in order to drive you near desperation.

Interesting.

"That's a lot of fucking in one sentence." She says as she runs her nose over your chest and waist, stopping dangerously close to your hips.

"I was hoping you'd get the hint?" You wink, pulling a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Alright, enough playing brat now." Rhea slaps your thigh as she speaks commandingly. You gasp, practically feeling your pupils dilating in pleasure. You both smile as she finally pulls down your pants and your black lacy underwear altogether.

The devilish smile she'd been wearing all along now reaches her eyes, which grow darker with intensity.

In a split second, the vibrator is against your clit, making you jerk. As she moves it against you at a pace so steady it is driving you insane, you surrender to the moment. You focus on how you feel everything.

"Oh fuck." Are the words that leave your mouth

Rhea's piercing stare, eyeing your every inch. Rhea's skin against yours, Rhea's hot breath, Rhea's necklaces twinkling.

Rhea. Rhea. Rhea.

As you felt yourself getting closer and closer, you started to reach for her hand, in need of something to hold on to. The sheets weren't cutting it. Rhea noticed it, holding your hand strongly with one hand while the other kept moving the vibrator around your clitoris.

"I'm here baby, right here." Were the last things you heard before feeling Rhea's tongue replacing the vibrator the second you came.

She was right there. You told her all your flaws, all your pathetic old trauma and she was still there. She was simply right there.

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